At Zich’s suggestion, everyone including Count Steelwall nodded. They were also expecting the allied forces to soon change their offensive strategy.

“They are probably going to take advantage of their superior numbers. I suspect that they plan to surround us and cut us off from our supplies or divide part of their forces to attack a different part of our estate.”

“Hm, we also came up with the same conclusion. Between the two hypotheses, we think the latter has a higher possibility. Other estates in our surroundings and even the royal family are starting to move. We can’t be certain that they will participate in this war, but just their movements alone will put huge pressure on our enemy. In any case, it’s obvious our enemy can’t drag this on for long, which makes it more unlikely that they would take the option of slowly drying out our supplies.”

As expected of someone who had plenty of experience on the battlefield, Count Steelwall precisely saw through everything that was happening.

“The question is whether or not those guys are going to target one of our important bases or aim to destroy and cause havoc indiscriminately.”

“Yes.” The Count raised one...